Present Day;notanagentFebruary 20 2011, 05:19:23 UTC
[ The break was short but it seemed to be all she needed to execute her plan. She was out. She had slipped past each of the guards (thanks to those vigorous training sessions) and was now once again breathing fresh air.
She didn't rest long, blending with crowds until she found herself at a bank where she could withdraw all her cash and shut down her account. Living normally was an commodity should would likely never experience again. ]
[ Il Lupo was the closest thing to the Assassins the Templars got. Dressing similarly to them, using their same techniques, it was no wonder it was easy for Derek to stalk the lost little lamb out of Abstergo headquarters, favoring the vicious wolf as he did.
He followed her for a long while, keeping his presence hidden as he watched her move about, eyes narrowing just the slightest when he saw her come back out of the bank. It seemed like she wasn't planning to return. How unfortunate.
It was when her back was turned to him that he moved closer, falling in a casual stride next to her as if nothing was wrong. No need to make a big scene over this... yet. After all, that would just be throwing all of his training, all of his time in the Animus, to waste. ]
[ Not to mention, that it favored Julianna's alternate performer training from the Animus. Causing a scene, that is. She froze at the sound of the voice, sucked in a breath and turned around, confidence exuding from her.
A smile rested cant on her lips, putting on hand on her hip which seemed to almost playful. The bag now filled with as much as she could scrounge up was hanging over her shoulder. ]
Playing hooky. I don't suppose you wanted to join me, did you?
[ He gave a soft hum at the question, seeming to turn it over in his head for a few moments. He eyed the bag slung over her shoulders again before his gaze flickered back to her face. When he gave his own smile in response, it wasn't exactly unfriendly but it did have a sharp, almost warning edge to it. ]
I suppose I can spare a bit of time... I have to admit I was kind of missing the good old outdoors that isn't old Italy. We shouldn't stray too long, however.
[ And if she put up a fuss when he decided it was time to go back, well - he could take care of it. See how his training so far stood up in the real world. And though he hadn't interacted much with her outside of their training sessions, he somehow doubted the girl was stupid enough to realize with how big Abstergo was, there wasn't a lot of places she could go. ]
[ Upon completing his contract from his employer and reporting back to the assigned headquarters about the information he learned among with an item that he stole, Dario received his pay. Exiting the building, he blended in with the crowd and made his way to his next destination
( ... )
[ Unlike the well hidden prowler looking over his goods, Ezio was here for another reason all together. Work was the name of the game, however, it had nothing to do with the rehearsal the Colosseum was entertaining today. No, it was one of the unsuspecting guards who had been exploiting information about the Assassin's to those in higher places and the maestro was here to silence such.
He climbed in from outside, scaling up to the tallest point of the structure before carefully navigating and leaping down one level at a time until the target was in his sites. The execution was quick, silent but ultimately deadly. Ezio took brief second to make sure the blood was cleaned from his blade before placing it away and picking the body up to discard in the nearest pile of hay. No one would even be away of what had happened, just that he would never be seen again. ]
[ The slight rustle of a body being discarded in to the hay, alerted Dario and his eyes darted over, moving from his reclined position to crouched one. He pointed his hidden gun at the source of the noise, granted that his hidden blade would have been better.
With his free hand, he pulled his hood back up before calling out in a gruff voice. ]
Roma, 16th Centurymorte_dottoreFebruary 20 2011, 13:19:59 UTC
[ It had been a busy day. He'd had a lot of patients in and out of his shop - for injuries, illnesses and everything in between, Assassins and civilians both. Not only that, he'd finished a contract today that he'd been working patiently on for weeks, slowly getting the trust of a wealthy ally of the Templars and the guards he surrounded himself with. Maneuvering under his security so that when he injected the man with a slow acting poison of his own making, difficult to trace, he would be far from the first suspect on the list
( ... )
[ Leave to his allies to pick him out. It was rare (outside of that one situation) to see the doctor free from his garb, and while Ezio had just freed himself from a most entertaining task, he eagerly spared a moment to spend with one of his compagni. ]
Angelo, amico mio! [ He greeted, a smiled broadening across his face as he approached. ] It is nice to see that you are taking a break for once, I hope things are well.
[ Somehow, he wasn't terribly surprised to hear Ezio calling out to him from the crowd, despite the man's duties. He glanced up from his people watching to shift his attention to Ezio, inclining his head just slightly to him. ]
Maestro. They are just fine. A bit busier than I am used to, but nothing I cannot handle. [ He rolled his shoulders in a shrug. ] I also managed to get some... other work done as well.
16th Century, RomesmugsmugglerFebruary 21 2011, 17:28:25 UTC
[ Arriving in Rome by boat was always pleasant for Veila, watching the stone city expand infront of her as they sailed closer to the docks. Eventually, having to deal with those who ran the docks and make sure everything was accounted for. Most of the time it ran smoothly but there was the odd hitch every once in a while.
An hour later, she roamed the streets, seeking out the building which contained the person who ordered from her company. The package in her arms was a slight burden, but nothing she couldn't manage.
Soon enough, she found the place she was looking for, but could not spare a hand to knock on the door. Instead, she shifted slightly and used her knee to get the job done. ]
La Volpe Addormentata, 16th CenturyawilyfoxFebruary 21 2011, 19:18:09 UTC
[ The place was as busy as usual. The walls rang with songs and drunken revelry, the occasional burst of cheering and frustrated cursing from the gambling tables to be heard mixed in. All manners of folk, from thieves to the common rabble that littered the streets of Roma, lowly guards to the higher ups filled the "inn", enjoying wine and gambling, perhaps finding themselves someone to spend an evening under the sheets with. It was a typical day, all in all
( ... )
[ As the infuriated guards exited the inn, Dario ducked aside and kept his head down as they passed before entering. He looked around, trying to pick out a reliable source for information and ignoring anyone who tried to convince him in to gambling.
Stepping around people, benches and discarded coins, he made his way to the barkeep. After a few exchanges of words, Dario thanked the man before heading towards the back room.
He paused for a moment outside of the curtains, reconsidering his choice. Mentally shaking his anxiety off, he stepped inside. ]
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She didn't rest long, blending with crowds until she found herself at a bank where she could withdraw all her cash and shut down her account. Living normally was an commodity should would likely never experience again. ]
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He followed her for a long while, keeping his presence hidden as he watched her move about, eyes narrowing just the slightest when he saw her come back out of the bank. It seemed like she wasn't planning to return. How unfortunate.
It was when her back was turned to him that he moved closer, falling in a casual stride next to her as if nothing was wrong. No need to make a big scene over this... yet. After all, that would just be throwing all of his training, all of his time in the Animus, to waste. ]
And just where are we off to today?
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A smile rested cant on her lips, putting on hand on her hip which seemed to almost playful. The bag now filled with as much as she could scrounge up was hanging over her shoulder. ]
Playing hooky. I don't suppose you wanted to join me, did you?
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I suppose I can spare a bit of time... I have to admit I was kind of missing the good old outdoors that isn't old Italy. We shouldn't stray too long, however.
[ And if she put up a fuss when he decided it was time to go back, well - he could take care of it. See how his training so far stood up in the real world. And though he hadn't interacted much with her outside of their training sessions, he somehow doubted the girl was stupid enough to realize with how big Abstergo was, there wasn't a lot of places she could go. ]
What were you thinking of?
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He climbed in from outside, scaling up to the tallest point of the structure before carefully navigating and leaping down one level at a time until the target was in his sites. The execution was quick, silent but ultimately deadly. Ezio took brief second to make sure the blood was cleaned from his blade before placing it away and picking the body up to discard in the nearest pile of hay. No one would even be away of what had happened, just that he would never be seen again. ]
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With his free hand, he pulled his hood back up before calling out in a gruff voice. ]
Reveal yourself.
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If you do not breath a word of this, I shall be on my way.
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Angelo, amico mio! [ He greeted, a smiled broadening across his face as he approached. ] It is nice to see that you are taking a break for once, I hope things are well.
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Maestro. They are just fine. A bit busier than I am used to, but nothing I cannot handle. [ He rolled his shoulders in a shrug. ] I also managed to get some... other work done as well.
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An hour later, she roamed the streets, seeking out the building which contained the person who ordered from her company. The package in her arms was a slight burden, but nothing she couldn't manage.
Soon enough, she found the place she was looking for, but could not spare a hand to knock on the door. Instead, she shifted slightly and used her knee to get the job done. ]
Delivery!
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Stepping around people, benches and discarded coins, he made his way to the barkeep. After a few exchanges of words, Dario thanked the man before heading towards the back room.
He paused for a moment outside of the curtains, reconsidering his choice. Mentally shaking his anxiety off, he stepped inside. ]
I hope I am not intruding at a bad time, signore.
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